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Jun 7
We always do our best
but it never seems enough,
the cost of living rises
and times are very tough,
we try to make ends meet,
cut back where we can,
yet bit by bit our savings
are going down the pan.
I don't know how we'll manage,
but manage we simply must,
even though we ask ourselves
how long till we're bust?
Written by
Jilly Henderson-Long  67/United Kingdom
(67/United Kingdom)   
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